(feat. C-Bo, Dru Down, Yukmouth)
[C-Bo]
Look at them looking like them know me that a b**h you can blow me
Gun in my holster proceed with caution when you approach us
Mob boss with a strong arm f** the long arms
I swinging a ferrari bomb weed and Bacardi
Big fees now sh** be wild got the bullet proof hummer in a fifty cal
Bulletproof vest can't rest the west is d**h I stress
The armani with the merclessnes
Yea I flip ritz in a click
That comes with minis n***as gun till they done with them
I never flip the hair I smear
I can't draw the homies like eternal affair but on the down low
You know how the round go respect have a n***a wet up with ammo
You was then they let off more shots than big trick playa hate this
Cuz we labeled the sh**ness
[Yukmouth]
Labeled a boss a n***a with that make more moves than talk
When a nina busts with no discretion
Wet'em up they bark a n***a that said first a luny
Is what it cost to be the boss we floss the life is hard
These phoney a** n***as and fake a** broads
No laws hate that n***a that ball but f** them all
They can s** the balls of a n***a that bucks the toughness
That calls of big as this we the mob for the village and 8 cons
Shoot up your squad with teflons I'm above the law
Just like steven segal I'm break their balls off in three
In your hall I can't be lost b**h I can't be tossed
Guns let off n***as and blue tape your money is lost
I control the start of the race these n***as about to do
I'm the boss
[Chorus: x2]
I'm a boss b**h I spark you hood with a boss
I'm a boss can get tossed by n***as above the law
I'm a boss money talks and bush** walks
I'm a boss it takes hard to be the boss
I'm a boss b**h I spark you hood with a b**h n***a
[Daz]
You want to be a b**h n***a and die n***a
And get your muthaf**ing life lost and die on how you'd flossing
Ain't nothing I don't like snitches always fonting and bluffing
So let a real n***a know something Mama be yo dub less
f** around with us you get caught up without a vest
Scared out that sess smoke chronic or flex with a tech
Sweating your homie got checked caught a slug in his neck
I don't like n***as that be talking and hollering that bush**
I'm a gangster that pull quick yeah I'm already b**h
You don't want none of this that n***a daz be droppig all that
Gangster sh** I pull a hit out s** you gone k** everything
In a hit out 100 spokes straight spit out b**h
n***as to get out they gas sh** straight out
[Dru Down]
I had to mp up to being a lil droopy in the hood
Fo sho it's dru down for the count making my blahhhhhhhh
Triple naked when I'm acting boom take a move every
Second thinking about my homie that figured me out
Mighty hard to leave you star
Cuz sh** I see ya'll on stuck like in some tar
Balling fast cars and losing I get a new one
If lose my chain medallion muthaf**a I get a new one
It a boss to pay the cost staticly back on track
Through a super duper jip I'm a gangster
And being a boss is just part of it
Dru down ain't no blow up till I pop your b**h
[Chorus: x2]
I'm a boss b**h I spark you hood with a boss
I'm a boss can get tossed by n***as above the law
I'm a boss money talks and bush** walks
I'm a boss it takes hard to be the boss
I'm a boss b**h I spark you hood with a b**h n***a